C43 Save One's Life

Just now, Lee Yifann had said with absolute certainty that he did not have acute gastritis. Cao Dong felt that he had very likely diagnosed the specific disease that Mo Bingyuan was suffering from.

When Master heard that, he immediately ruthlessly taunted and ridiculed him, "Are you crazy? This kind of wet behind the ears brat can cure a disease? "

Doctor Sun followed suit and taunted, "That's right, he looks like a student. He probably hasn't even touched the scalpel before and is even treating patients! Who knows, he might just directly beat her to death! "

Cao Dong turned his head and glared at the two of them, "Shut up!" Have you guys said enough? "

"You! "You dare to roar at us? If you have the ability, let him heal you. We aren't responsible for your death!" Master's face was full of disdain as he started to clear up the responsibility.

"Pui!" Stop trying to shirk your responsibilities here. This old man is the one who was treated by you until his illness worsened, and now that he's dead, I'll deal with you all for it! " Cao Dong was finally able to clearly see their facial expressions. They didn't have the ability to cure the illness, but they were quick to shirk responsibility. What kind of doctor did they become?!

When Master heard this, he was especially irritated. "What does it have to do with us?

"Hahaha!" Hearing his words, Lee Yifann immediately laughed out loud, "Are you blind? How does he look like an acute gastritis? I really don't know how you obtained a doctor's certificate and started a doctor's practice here! "

Master and Yue Yang's faces turned green and red, choking to the point that they couldn't speak.

"Stop arguing! What's the use of arguing? The most important thing to do is to save them! " Cao Dong Jiao was extremely anxious, looking at Mo Bingyuan who was lying on the sickbed, if they continued to argue, he would lose his life.

Master knew that Mo Bingyuan's condition was very serious, and was afraid that his life would be implicated, so he quickly pushed aside his responsibility, "Since you believe that this brat can save lives, then let him be.

Physician Sun added fuel to the fire. "I'll be waiting for that lad to be sentenced to death in prison!"

"Enough!" Cao Dong shouted in anger. He could no longer tolerate it and anxiously said, "Little brother, why don't we quickly send him to the hospital? There should still be time."

Just as he was speaking, Mo Bingyuan's condition worsened once again and his face became even darker.

Lee Yifann's expression changed as he hurriedly stepped forward to touch his forehead.

Hot.

Mo Bingyuan's condition had not only worsened, it had also caused a fever.

Lee Yifann's eyes flashed, he gritted his teeth and made a decision: "It's too late to send me to the hospital, I need to be rescued immediately! I'll do it! "

"This …" Cao Dong was put in a difficult position, but he did not have the time to hesitate. He could only nod his head, "Alright, I believe in you. I will leave his life to you."

For now, he could only place all his hopes on Lee Yifann.

Doctor Sun laughed coldly, they did not believe that Lee Yifann had the ability to save others. He looked like a student in his early twenties. He hadn't even touched the scalpel, and he was still trying to save someone.

However, even if there was a loss of life, the infirmary would not be responsible.

With Lee Yifann as a scapegoat, they heaved a sigh of relief.

The two of them were deep in thought, but Lee Yifann did not care about this. He immediately took out the silver needles he carried with him and said to Cao Dong: "Big brother, hurry up and hold him tight, don't let him move around, I'll do the acupuncture!"

"Alright!" Cao Dong hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Mo Bingyuan's hands and feet.

"Grandpa Mo, I'm going to treat your illness. Endure it and don't move if you can!" "It will be done soon!" Regardless if Mo Bingyuan heard it or not, Lee Yifann exhorted his once again. Immediately, he picked up the silver needle and disinfected it with lightning speed.

As the needles fell from his hand, they landed on Mo Bingyuan's chest, throat, lungs and other acupuncture points related to his kidney and lungs.

His movements were fluid and familiar.

Doctor Sun and Master, who were originally prepared to watch a good show, were stupefied.

Initially, they thought Lee Yifann was just spouting empty words and that he was courting death. From the looks of it, the situation was not as they had thought at all.

Even a blind person could tell that the technique used to identify acupuncture points was extraordinary.

Especially the way Lee Yifann used acupuncture just now. He was calm and at ease, as if he was a Old Doctor of Traditional Chinese Medicine who had been practicing acupuncture for decades. It made them even more shocked to the point that they couldn't say a word.

Could it be that this kid really wasn't bragging? Was he really an expert with great ability?

Lee Yifann continued to insert the needle, and when the fifth needle was inserted, the old man's pained moans had become much softer, his breathing had calmed, and the pained expression on his face had lessened. When the last needle fell, the old man's body stopped twitching in pain. He no longer held his stomach and rolled around. He laid down on the bed with a relaxed expression, revealing a comfortable appearance.

"Eh? The silver needles are actually swinging? " Cao Dong noticed that the thirteen silver needles were vibrating at a strange frequency, which surprised him.

The movement of the silver needle was extremely obvious, and one could almost hear the buzzing sound of the needle.

Under the unique swinging frequency, a faint stream of air swirled between the silver needles.

Lee Yifann looked at the frequency at which the silver needles were swinging, and his eyelids drooping slightly. This time around, the frequency at which he swung the thirteen needles was much higher than the last time he was using the needles to treat Zhou Ming.

One of the characteristics of the thirteen acupuncture needles was that the more severe the patient's illness, the greater the swing of the needle.

"Alright!" When he noticed that the frequency of the silver needles was decreasing, Lee Yifann heaved a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat off his forehead and revealed a relaxed smile.

Just now, it was truly dangerous. Luckily, he made a prompt decision, or the consequences would have been dire.

"Thank you for saving my life, and this brother also thanks you," Mo Bingyuan actually opened his eyes, and was able to speak. Although his face was still pale and his tone was trembling, this person's words were enough to shock people.

Seeing this scene, Doctor Sun and Master's eyes widened as they exclaimed in shock, "How is this possible?"

Lee Yifann looked at the two of them, and turned his head to say, "Grandfather Mo, there is no need to be courteous. Moreover, Mo Lingyan helped me previously, so I can't just watch as she died. Rest for a while first, it will take some time before your illness can be completely stabilized by the acupuncture I gave you. "

"No matter what, I still have to thank you. If it wasn't for you, I'm afraid this old bone of mine would have died just now," Mo Bingyuan shook his head and smiled in thanks.

Hearing his words, Master and Doctor Sun's expression immediately turned ugly.

Lee Yifann laughed. When he saw a trace of golden light appear above Mo Bingyuan's head and converge into his sea of consciousness, he laughed and said, "Grandfather Mo, your illness is tuberculosis of the lungs, which is also commonly known as tuberculosis."

"As expected, it's this disease." Mo Bingyuan was not surprised, as if he knew why he had contracted this disease, "It's all my fault for being careless. How did you diagnose it? "